Married Life

Somebody Alert Ed McMahon

Is there anything more fun than pretending you’ve misheard your other half?1 I do this all the time with the Complimentary Spouse, and he seems to enjoy it. In fact, he’s a good sport and goes along with it.

I pretend to mishear him anywhere and anytime I want — even when I’m not wearing a Jacuzzi suit!

Here’s an example from earlier today. We were eating breakfast and Britt, who is coming off a bout of food poisoning, announces, “I think I’m going to stick with the starch food group for a while.”

My response: “The Star Search group?”

He enunciates: “The starch food group.”

Me: “What category?”

Hubs: “Spokesmodel.”

1 Yes. Duh. But for the sake of this blog post, let’s assume not.